My First Korean Drama

I just finished watching a Korean drama – all 16 episodes of it. 

No one is more shocked by this than I am. I’ve long scoffed at Asian soap operas regardless of their national origin, having watched a handful of episodes while overseas and glimpsing others on Asian TV channels here. They’re so over the top! From their maddeningly slow-burning, tear-drenched romances (always backed by gut-wrenching dirges about mismatched love) to the pristinely clean-shaven men who all look the same, Asian dramas have been anathema to me.

But one Korean drama has revealed to me my arrogance. It’s still got too much romantic angst for my taste – they’re talking about their relationship AGAIN? – and sad songs that I’d rather put on mute. Yet this K-drama really won me over.

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Dr. Mai Khanh Tran: Slaying Giants

Last Friday, I met up with Dr. Mai Khanh Tran, who’s running for the House of Representatives in California’s 39th Congressional District. Our meetup took place only a few hours after news outlets reported the mass shooting at Santa Fe High School outside of Houston.

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Chatting in Rowland Heights.

Feminist Asian Dad (F.A.D.): That high school is less than 15 miles from my own.

Dr. Tran: I’m so heartbroken by what’s happening.

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My Endorsement as a Feminist Dad and an Asian Dad

My Endorsement

Which candidate do I think deserves to call this plane their own?

I’m with her.
Correction: #ImWithHer.
That’s one of the more popular hashtags propagated by the Hillary Clinton campaign during this seemingly interminable election cycle. But I’m not just saying it randomly here, I really mean it: #ImWithHer.

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This Is What a Feminist Dad Looks Like

I’m a feminist. But I haven’t always been.

Through much of my life I’ve been, I think, a pretty nice guy – thoughtful, sensitive to others, empathetic. But a feminist I was not. Like just about every other man who grows up in a male-dominated culture, I was blind to so much of my male privilege.

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